The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

There is a small road winding down the mountainside, with twists and turns, and down, there is a rushing and clear river beach, and the vision suddenly becomes wider. The ore blue mountain not far away seems to be covered with snow that does not melt all the year round.The camera zooms in, medium shot, and the picture falls on the shadowy trees on the river bank.

The camera got closer and closer to the two people on the river bank, and the people who were filming fell silent.

A little boy ran over, played in the river, and was taken home by his parents after a while.

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There was no one in the quiet river valley, only two people walking slowly were left.

A slender and bony hand held Lin Yan's wrist, lifted it up, and put it into the cold river, asking casually, "Is it comfortable?"

I shuddered.

But quickly adapted to the temperature.

Lin Yan sat on the side, he looked at Xie Moyu's hand on his wrist intently, and said, "It's so cold."

Xie Moyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said gracefully: "Then you wait for me."

Lin Yan stood up, walked, and shook his hand in the water lazily, feeling cold to the touch. He gently picked up a handful of water and watched it scatter.Putting the other hand in, he moved the smooth cobblestones of the river valley.

After a while, he came.

Xie Moyu raised his coat with long fingers and put it on him.

Lin Yan's thick black eyelashes in the shadows, the tip of his small nose is as bright as white jade, and his snow-white neck falls into his eyes bit by bit.

Xie Moyu's cold eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with some hidden emotions that seemed to be hidden, and he held Lin Yan's hand in the water lightly with his long fingers.

Lin Yan's slender fingers were icy cold, wet with cold water, and his fingertips were red.

Xie Moyu looked at him, said calmly, "It's too cold."

He looked calm, his black pupils were faint, but the slender fingers that grabbed Lin Yan had a bit of aggression.

Lin Yan turned his face away, the tree shadows were mottled, his eyes were bright and moist, and his beautiful lips were a little wet.

The camera zoomed in and took a close-up of the faces of the two of them.

Xie Moyu's eyes fell on his lips, and he slowly raised his eyes, the brows and eyes were clear and charming.

"Wipe clean."

His casual tone.

Lin Yan's wet fingers were completely wrapped by him, and he wiped them dry with the coat.

The current in this area was very fast, and the two were on the shore, and soon their clothes were wet by the splashing water.

Xie Moyu's clothes were half-wet, and the loose T-shirt was half-clad, almost revealing the lines of his beautiful bones.With a calm expression, he leaned against the cold shirt on the bank, but his eyes stopped on Lin Yan.

Lin Yan's white shirt was wet against his body, translucent almost stained by water droplets, slender collarbone, shadowy silhouette, waist even thinner, as if it could be held with one hand, fragile and easy to break.

He sat on the shore, his eyes fell on Lin Yan so quietly.

The camera cuts to the distant view.

Under the ice-cold mountain, the two looked like two little black dots, one of them was looking at the other.

It's like some kind of wordless emotion, conveyed through the eyes.

The camera cuts to medium shot again.

Xie Moyu stood up unhurriedly, lifted the hem of the T-shirt with his long fingers, took it off, and put it aside casually.

He walked along the icy stream, and asked softly, "Aren't you coming?"

A rare look of helplessness flashed across Lin Yan's eyes: "Huh?"

Xie Moyu walked slowly into the depths.

The icy stream gradually deepened, submerging the cold white wrist bones, waist and abdomen, and then upwards.

Xie Moyu closed his eyes, water droplets rolled down the elegantly curved bridge of the nose and eyelashes, and slid onto his lips.He sank into the stream, disappeared, swam, and after a while, emerged from another place, with dark, curly hair falling slightly messily on his white forehead.

His hair was wetted with water, his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and bewitching, and the water droplets reflected the cold light, as cold as ice sculptures.

He opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yan.

Close-up of the face.

Lin Yan's eyes seemed to be looking far away, and he would not be able to take it back in the future.

Where Lin Yan's eyes were staring, there was a figure swimming in the cold and clear river like a fish. Under the tree, he stood up, and the water droplets flowed down his body. The pants were not taken off, but they were also wet. long legs.

There was a vague panic in Lin Yan's eyes that was too late to conceal.

He watched him from a distance, but when Xie Moyu came, he lowered his head again, his thin white fingers unconsciously grasping the hem of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" His voice was clear and clear.

"Rest." Lin Yan closed his eyes.

"Are you sleepy?" In a gentle tone.

"No." Lin Yan opened his eyes again and looked at him.

Xie Moyu bent down, put his long fingers on his fair forehead, and then went down to hold that small face, rubbing his finger bones on his cheeks.

The warm and sensitive skin suddenly stuck, Lin Yan's whole body tensed up, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Xie Moyu approached, and sat up half propped up. He lowered his head and stared at Lin Yan.

The camera zooms in, a close-up of the face.

He raised Lin Yan's chin with his slender index finger, leaned over, and slowly approached, breathing warm and clear breath, kissed his face lightly, and then the corners of his lips, covered the lips, and kissed him restrainedly After a moment, the tip of his tongue went in and licked the seam of his lips lightly.

Lin Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingertips grabbed the stones on the ground. His whole body was dizzy and trembling slightly because of his movements.

The author says:

Kiss is here again——

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